"San'er, what news has you had from the Northern Route Army these days?" Dressed in navy blue civilian clothes, Master Zongzheng, who was idle and draped in his hair, was lying on a pale cyan tree root carved in the shape of a celestial maiden's heart, and the hole in the small mouth of the celestial maiden's cherry was slowly escaping cyan mist.

As soon as it reached Master Zongzheng's body, it emitted a strange glimmer. The whole study room is filled with the fragrance of this spiritual root. It makes people feel refreshed after a little try.

"Master, the news that came over there a few days ago is said to be that the Lonely Bamboo City has been broken, and the entire Northern Route Army is fleeing in a hurry. San'er, who was known as the third master outside, replied cautiously.

"Not bad. Lord Zongzheng took a deep breath and soothed his spirit, and then continued to ask, "Is that dead ghost son of Uncle Zheng Guo dead?"

"He must have died in the chaos with his uncle. San'er secretly sorted out the information received recently, the Zheng family and the two have indeed had no news for several days, they should have died when the city was broken that day, and the corpses have not been found so far, it should be just because there are too many dead people.

"Should?" Zong Zheng suddenly patted Linggen and sat up straight, and said angrily: "San'er! You have been with me for so many years, don't you know that I am most annoyed by the people below to reply to me with words such as should, maybe, etc.!

San'er knelt on the ground with a plop: "Master, there is indeed no figure of the Zheng family among the defeated army on the North Road, although the corpses have not been found over there." But ......" San'er was stunned for a moment, and suddenly slapped himself with a big mouth, until the corners of his mouth bled out: "Among the millions of chaotic troops, the Zheng family and the two will definitely die." ”

Zong Zheng stood up, walked to San'er, who was trembling on the ground, and raised his chin slightly on his toes: "Pass my secret letter, find the corpses of the two Zheng families, and reward a thousand pieces of cloth." Find Zheng Anping's corpse and reward 300 pieces of cloth. As for his uncle, he found the corpse at the same price. ”

San'er hurriedly nodded in response, and after confirming that his master had nothing to say, he hurriedly moved out backwards. He stepped back to the outside of the door frame, kowtowed, and carefully closed the door.

Zheng Liming, Zheng Liming, I can't imagine that the thorn in my side that worries me the most, you will actually be missing. If you die honestly in the chaos, the old man will hang his throat and wipe a few tears for you, regardless of whether it is true or not. If you dare to come back from the Yan Kingdom alive, hmph, just wait for the dead soldiers who will be trained by me.

"Master! it's broken!" San'er, who had just gone out, stumbled in with a pale face!

"What do you do in a panic!Say anything if you have anything!" Lord Zongzheng despises San'er the most, he looks like a deep city government on weekdays, and when it comes to a critical moment, he shows his mother's original form.

"In the secret letter from over there, it was said that there was a woman in white who seemed to use the swordsmanship of the Sword Master, and the Zheng family probably escaped with her. San'er finished with a sad face.

Master Zongzheng slapped his palm on the spiritual root beside him, and with a muffled sound, the death qi visible to the naked eye gradually spread along the spiritual root. It didn't take long for it to invade the heart of the wood, and the rare treasure in the world was dyed gray and white, and then shattered into debris all over the ground. Only a broken wooden heart remained, pulsating slowly among the residues, twitching from time to time.

Zong Zheng gritted his teeth and said: "Those two old immortals, are you going to get along with me?!"